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明天你一定要好好的為 天上的godfrey

勇敢又努力的⋯

一直幸福下去！

😭😭😭

I don’t really know where to begin. I’ve been trying to gather my thoughts for the past two days, but anytime I try to write anything I break down in tears. I wake up sobbing, I’m devastated. A post is not gonna do justice to express the brotherhood, the bond that we made. When I first met you 15 years ago, we both just moved back. I knew from that day forward we would be good friends, but I never expected you to become my family. I always wanted to be like you. When you wore baggy jeans, I wanted you to take me to buy the same pair. When you listened to Trey Songz and Bobby V who I never heard of, I asked you to make me a mixtape too. When you drove a Nissan Cefiro, I got one soon after that. You were the most genuine person I knew, even when you talked to strangers and they would just be shocked you would talk to them and be so down to earth. I could tell you anything and be straightforward about it without your judgement. When you first started your career, I was able to take care of you for a few months, and ever since then you’ve been taking care of me. Tomorrow’s my big day and you’re not here. I don’t know how this pain is gonna stop, realizing I’m not gonna see you again. You just told me a few days ago about a big dinner that was supposed to happen tonight and I was so happy for you. Thank you for loving Tiffany like your sister and me as your brother. I have a ton of stories and pics that I’ll keep as a memory of you. I’ve heard more and more stories from people these two days about your kindness to them and I’m not surprised. You’ll always have a deep place in my heart, and you’re truly irreplaceable. I’ll miss you forever and I love you bro.
#GodfreyGao

Two weeks back. Again. The routine of picking up Kingston from school. As there were no convenient parking nearby that day, I parked a distance away and walked to the usual spot to wait for him.

"Rrrrriiinnngggg", school bell rang , signaling the dismissal for the day.

School children being released from their classes these days really follow the social distancing guidelines. Bravo!

After 25 mins, the flow was over. Even his last class session teacher Puan Harni drove out of the school. No sight of my son at all.

"Walao eh, this fella sure went somewhere in school to play with friends", I told myself.

With the scorching noon sun and me getting all sweaty on top of wearning a face mask, I decide made my way into the school trying to find him. Before my third step, I saw him.

I saw him. Not alone. With a girl classmate. Giggling. Smiling. Laughing.The girl sported a ponytail. Attractive. A bit resembling Kingston's mother.

I cant control my inner excitement too when I shouted," Oi Kingston, so happy ah?" He was stunned straight away, face became "malu malu kucing" then ran towards me. Haha.

In the car.

"Pa, can i ask you something?" asked Kingston with still some blushes on his face; and I nodded my head in agreement.

"What made you like Mommy?",he asked.

While giggling in my heart, I put on the traditional father face and gave him the whole lecture of "studies comes first for the next ten years".

I glanced at him. He glanced at me back sternly, demanding for an answer.

"I like your mommy because she pretty la. And she good hearted la. And she is also first non-Chinese player to win China Open. Dont play play", I answered proudly.

Kingston immediately grabbed my phone and googled the authenticity of my words. Again, the glance from the corner of his eye.

"Hello pa, you see lah" while showing he what he googled. A photo of a Korean ajumma!

Oh mak kau! Luckily there was no car nearby as I nearly lose control my wheel seeing that photo.

She was actually Bang Soo Hyun. A top player before my time. Then only i realized my mistake in my claim.

Kingston then smirked ,"You forget this still ok. Dont ever forget mommy's birthday in few days time "

I had to detour and buy Kingston a Happy Meal to keep his mouth shut for my embarrassment.

Doesnt matter she is not the first non-chinese player to win China Open, to me she is still the best female player in my eyes. Ever. More importantly , she is the best mother, best wife and best companion one can ever have.

Happy birthday, my love, my superwoman @Mewchoo. To many birthday celebrations together down the road.

To Kingston ; you think your father stupid is it, dare to forget mommy's birthday. Pass you an advice when you read this one day. "The easiest way to remember your wife's birthday is to forget it once."

Happy birthday wifey. Hehe.

今天是劳动节，也是我全年无休的妻子妙珠的大日子，当然要放闪一下✨

时光飞逝，对你的爱未曾消减
物转星移，你依旧是我的永远

亲爱的老婆生日快乐，感谢你默默无悔的付出，谢谢你撑起了整头家，平时愿我永远的爱能换得你永远的笑。

By now, you have probably heard about my father’s red box. Minister Heng Swee Keat posted about it last week. The red box was a fixture of my father’s work routine. It is now on display at the National Museum of Singapore in his memorial exhibition.

Some of my father’s other personal items are there too. His barrister’s wig (of horsehair) from when he was admitted to the Bar. And a Rolex Oyster Perpetual watch given to him by the Singapore Union of Postal and Telecommunications Workers after he represented them in the famous postmen’s strike in 1952.

I enjoyed my visit to the exhibition a few days ago. Was happy to hear that many of you went yesterday. The exhibition will be on until 26 April. – LHL

MR LEE'S RED BOX

Mr Lee Kuan Yew had a red box. When I worked as Mr Lee’s Principal Private Secretary, or PPS, a good part of my daily life revolved around the red box. Before Mr Lee came in to work each day, the locked red box would arrive first, at about 9 am.

As far as the various officers who have worked with Mr Lee can remember, he had it for many, many years. It is a large, boxy briefcase, about fourteen centimetres wide. Red boxes came from the British government, whose Ministers used them for transporting documents between government offices. Our early Ministers had red boxes, but Mr Lee is the only one I know who used his consistently through the years. When I started working for Mr Lee in 1997, it was the first time I saw a red box in use. It is called the red box but is more a deep wine colour, like the seats in the chamber in Parliament House.

This red box held what Mr Lee was working on at any one time. Through the years, it held his papers, speech drafts, letters, readings, and a whole range of questions, reflections, and observations. For example, in the years that Mr Lee was working on his memoirs, the red box carried the multiple early drafts back and forth between his home and the office, scribbled over with his and Mrs Lee’s notes.

For a long time, other regular items in Mr Lee’s red box were the cassette tapes that held his dictated instructions and thoughts for later transcription. Some years back, he changed to using a digital recorder.

The red box carried a wide range of items. It could be communications with foreign leaders, observations about the financial crisis, instructions for the Istana grounds staff, or even questions about some trees he had seen on the expressway. Mr Lee was well-known for keeping extremely alert to everything he saw and heard around him – when he noticed something wrong, like an ailing raintree, a note in the red box would follow.

We could never anticipate what Mr Lee would raise – it could be anything that was happening in Singapore or the world. But we could be sure of this: it would always be about how events could affect Singapore and Singaporeans, and how we had to stay a step ahead. Inside the red box was always something about how we could create a better life for all.

We would get to work right away. Mr Lee’s secretaries would transcribe his dictated notes, while I followed up on instructions that required coordination across multiple government agencies. Our aim was to do as much as we could by the time Mr Lee came into the office later.

While we did this, Mr Lee would be working from home. For example, during the time that I worked with him (1997-2000), the Asian Financial Crisis ravaged many economies in our region and unleashed political changes. It was a tense period as no one could tell how events would unfold. Often, I would get a call from him to check certain facts or arrange meetings with financial experts.

In the years that I worked for him, Mr Lee’s daily breakfast was a bowl of dou hua (soft bean curd), with no syrup. It was picked up and brought home in a tiffin carrier every morning, from a food centre near Mr Lee’s home. He washed it down with room-temperature water. Mr Lee did not take coffee or tea at breakfast.

When Mr Lee came into the office, the work that had come earlier in the red box would be ready for his review, and he would have a further set of instructions for our action.

From that point on, the work day would run its normal course. Mr Lee read the documents and papers, cleared his emails, and received official calls by visitors. I was privileged to sit in for every meeting he conducted. He would later ask me what I thought of the meetings – it made me very attentive to every word that was said, and I learnt much from Mr Lee.

Evening was Mr Lee’s exercise time. Mr Lee has described his extensive and disciplined exercise regime elsewhere. It included the treadmill, rowing, swimming and walking – with his ears peeled to the evening news or his Mandarin practice tapes. He would sometimes take phone calls while exercising.

He was in his 70s then. In more recent years, being less stable on his feet, Mr Lee had a simpler exercise regime. But he continued to exercise. Since retiring from the Minister Mentor position in 2011, Mr Lee was more relaxed during his exercises. Instead of listening intently to the news or taking phone calls, he shared his personal stories and joked with his staff.

While Mr Lee exercised, those of us in the office would use that time to focus once again on the red box, to get ready all the day’s work for Mr Lee to take home with him in the evening. Based on the day’s events and instructions, I tried to get ready the materials that Mr Lee might need. It sometimes took longer than I expected, and occasionally, I had to ask the security officer to come back for the red box later.

While Mrs Lee was still alive, she used to drop by the Istana at the end of the day, in order to catch a few minutes together with Mr Lee, just to sit and look at the Istana trees that they both loved. They chatted about what many other old couples would talk about. They discussed what they should have for dinner, or how their grandchildren were doing.

Then back home went Mr Lee, Mrs Lee and the red box. After dinner, Mr and Mrs Lee liked to take a long stroll. In his days as Prime Minister, while Mrs Lee strolled, Mr Lee liked to ride a bicycle. It was, in the words of those who saw it, “one of those old man bicycles”. None of us who have worked at the Istana can remember him ever changing his bicycle. He did not use it in his later years, as he became frail, but I believe the “old man bicycle” is still around somewhere.

After his dinner and evening stroll, Mr Lee would get back to his work. That was when he opened the red box and worked his way through what we had put into it in the office.

Mr Lee’s study is converted out of his son’s old bedroom. His work table is a simple, old wooden table with a piece of clear glass placed over it. Slipped under the glass are family memorabilia, including a picture of our current PM from his National Service days. When Mrs Lee was around, she stayed up reading while Mr Lee worked. They liked to put on classical music while they stayed up.

In his days as PM, Mr Lee’s average bedtime was three-thirty in the morning. As Senior Minister and Minister Mentor, he went to sleep after two in the morning. If he had to travel for an official visit the next day, he might go to bed at one or two in the morning.

Deep into the night, while the rest of Singapore slept, it was common for Mr Lee to be in full work mode.

Before he went to bed, Mr Lee would put everything he had completed back in the red box, with clear pointers on what he wished for us to do in the office. The last thing he did each day was to place the red box outside his study room. The next morning, the duty security team picked up the red box, brought it to us waiting in the office, and a new day would begin.

Let me share two other stories involving the red box.

In 1996, Mr Lee underwent balloon angioplasty to insert a stent. It was his second heart operation in two months, after an earlier operation to widen a coronary artery did not work. After the operation, he was put in the Intensive Care Unit for observation. When he regained consciousness and could sit up in bed, he asked for his security team. The security officer hurried into the room to find out what was needed. Mr Lee asked, “Can you pass me the red box?”

Even at that point, Mr Lee’s first thought was to continue working. The security officer rushed the red box in, and Mr Lee asked to be left to his work. The nurses told the security team that other patients of his age, in Mr Lee’s condition, would just rest. Mr Lee was 72 at the time.

In 2010, Mr Lee was hospitalised again, this time for a chest infection. While he was in the hospital, Mrs Lee passed away. Mr Lee has spoken about his grief at Mrs Lee’s passing. As soon as he could, he left the hospital to attend the wake at Sri Temasek.

At the end of the night, he was under doctor’s orders to return to the hospital. But he asked his security team if they could take him to the Singapore River instead. It was late in the night, and Mr Lee was in mourning. His security team hastened to give a bereaved husband a quiet moment to himself.

As Mr Lee walked slowly along the bank of the Singapore River, the way he and Mrs Lee sometimes did when she was still alive, he paused. He beckoned a security officer over. Then he pointed out some trash floating on the river, and asked, “Can you take a photo of that? I’ll tell my PPS what to do about it tomorrow.” Photo taken, he returned to the hospital.

I was no longer Mr Lee’s PPS at the time. I had moved on to the Monetary Authority of Singapore, to continue with the work to strengthen our financial regulatory system that Mr Lee had started in the late 1990s. But I can guess that Mr Lee probably had some feedback on keeping the Singapore River clean. I can also guess that the picture and the instructions were ferried in Mr Lee’s red box the next morning to the office. Even as Mr Lee lay in the hospital. Even as Mrs Lee lay in state.

The security officers with Mr Lee were deeply touched. When I heard about these moments, I was also moved.

I have taken some time to describe Mr Lee’s red box. The reason is that, for me, it symbolises Mr Lee’s unwavering dedication to Singapore so well. The diverse contents it held tell us much about the breadth of Mr Lee’s concerns – from the very big to the very small; the daily routine of the red box tells us how Mr Lee’s life revolved around making Singapore better, in ways big and small.

By the time I served Mr Lee, he was the Senior Minister. Yet he continued to devote all his time to thinking about the future of Singapore. I could only imagine what he was like as Prime Minister. In policy and strategy terms, he was always driving himself, me, and all our colleagues to think about what each trend and development meant for Singapore, and how we should respond to it in order to secure Singapore’s wellbeing and success.

As his PPS, I saw the punishing pace of work that Mr Lee set himself. I had a boss whose every thought and every action was for Singapore.

But it takes private moments like these to bring home just how entirely Mr Lee devoted his life to Singapore.

In fact, I think the best description comes from the security officer who was with Mr Lee both of those times. He was on Mr Lee’s team for almost 30 years. He said of Mr Lee: “Mr Lee is always country, country, country. And country.”

This year, Singapore turns 50. Mr Lee would have turned 92 this September. Mr Lee entered the hospital on 5 February 2015. He continued to use his red box every day until 4 February 2015.

(Photo: MCI)

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LYRICS:

Do you remember when I said I'd always be there.
Ever since we were ten, baby.
When we were out on the playground playing pretend.
Didn't know it back then.

Now I realize you were the only one
It's never too late to show it.
Grow old together,
Have feelings we had before
Back when we were so innocent

I pray for all your love
Girl our love is so unreal
I just wanna reach and touch you, squeeze you, somebody pinch me
This is something like a movie
And I dont know how it ends girl
but I fell in love with my Best Friend

Through all the dudes that came by
And all the nights that you'd cry.
I was there right by your side.
How could I tell you I loved you
When you were so happy
With some other guy?

Now I realize you were the only one
It's never too late to show it.
Grow old together,
Have feelings we had before
When we were so innocent.

(Chorus)

I know it sounds crazy
That you'd be my baby.
But you mean that much to me.

'Cause nothing compares when
We're lighter than air and
We don't wanna come back down.

But I don't wanna ruin what we have
Love is so unpredictable.

But it's the risk that I'm taking,
Hoping, praying
You'd fall in love with your best friend

(Chorus) x2

I remember when I said I'd always be there
Ever since we were ten.
When we were out in the sandbox [playground] playing pretend.
Didn't know it back then...
credits

released 18 November 2011
Copyright 2011 Music Never Sleeps.
Recorded by Jason Chen

หมาป่าและเด็กเจ็ด -นิทานก่อนนอน - นิทานสำหรับเด็ก - ภาพเคลื่อนไหว - การ์ตูน. นิทานเด็กเรื่องเด็กไทยที่ดีที่สุด. ขอบคุณที่เฝ้าติดตามเรา. สนุกกับวิดีโอของเรา. เรื่องราวของเด็ก ๆ. เรื่องราวก่อนนอนสำหรับเด็ก.

กรุณาสมัครสมาชิกฟรี: https://goo.gl/8Y9WxM

The Wolf and the Seven Young Goats
A mother goat leaves her seven children at home while she ventures into the forest to find food. Before she leaves, she warns her young about the Big Bad Wolf who will try to sneak into the house. The wolf will pretend to be their mother. The young children will be able to recognize their true mother by her white feet and voice.

The mother goat leaves and the seven kids stay in the house. Before long, they hear a voice at the door that says "Let me in children, your mother has something for each". A little while later, the kids hear another voice at the door. This time the voice is like their mother's. They refuse to open the door, and the wolf goes away again.

...
The mother goat returns home from the forest. She looks around and sees the wolf, fast asleep. He had eaten so much, he could not move. The mother goat calls to her youngest child to quickly get her a pair of scissors and a needle. She cuts open the wolf's belly. They fill the wolf's belly with rocks, and sews it back up again. When the wolf wakes up, he is very thirsty. He goes to the river to drink, but falls in and drowns under the weight of the rocks. The family lived happily ever after.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Wolf_and_the_Seven_Young_Goats

เลือกเทพนิยายที่คุณชื่นชอบและดูมันใน "นิทานก่อนนอนสําหรับเด็ก"!

#นิทานก่อนนอนสําหรับเด็ก

ดูเรื่องราวของเด็ก ๆ ในภาษาอังกฤษ:
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCOPzf8kf-FUDs32E7F2wGdg

?** เรื่องสัตว์ **?

? หมาป่าและเด็กเจ็ด - The Wolf and the Seven Little Goats: https://youtu.be/F2arYpYEqhw

? ลูกเป็ดขี้เหร่ - The Ugly Duckling: https://youtu.be/BLuho4UK2-U

? ลูกหมูสามตัว - Three Little Pigs: https://youtu.be/xZyUVm1wT14

? เต่า กระต่าย - The Tortoise and the Hare: https://youtu.be/6rXdIpR5ewU

? ราชสีห์กับหนู - The Lion and The Mouse: https://youtu.be/TkL5wJmePjU

? ไก่แดงแสนขยัน - The Little Red Hen: https://youtu.be/qzYE-zGuEyI

? สุนัขจิ้งจอกกับอีกา - The Fox and The Crow: https://youtu.be/Q2xWNxFYPmI

? มด ตั๊กแตน - The Ant and the Grasshopper: https://youtu.be/_70w_isLl3I

? หนูในเมืองกับหนูชนบท - The Country Mouse and the City Mouse: https://youtu.be/PkPsfNsVa_w

? นักดนตรีแห่งเบรเมน - Town Musicians of Bremen: https://youtu.be/qV3RF4WlIeM


?** เด็กคลาสสิกเทพนิยาย **?

? เดอะนัทแครกเกอร์ - The Nutcracker: https://youtu.be/RzAt0wAOPpI

? มนุษย์ขนมปังขิง - Gingerbread Man: https://youtu.be/tIzRMIgNz7U

? อลิซท่องแดนมหัศจรรย์ - Alice in Wonderland: https://youtu.be/mcZ7qYqp4h4

? แจ็คผู้ฆ่ายักษ์ - Jack and the Beanstalk: https://youtu.be/ktF_8H5lCaE

? ทัมเบลินา - Thumbelina: https://youtu.be/PX4sNo4vwLw

? และโคมไฟวิเศษ - Aladdin and His Magic Lamp
: https://youtu.be/OmM0rQbRntU

? พินอคคิโอ - Pinocchio: https://youtu.be/0qJGjMK2brs

? ฮันเซลและเกรเทล - Hansel and Gretel: https://youtu.be/vvVxm7BkiHo

? พ่อมดแห่งออซ - Wizard of Oz: https://youtu.be/GqW01mmtTzQ

? ปีเตอร์ แพน - Peter Pan: https://youtu.be/_B_fYw9hs18

? อาถรรพ์วันคริสต์มาส - A Christmas Carol: https://youtu.be/CF9iS15er-M

? เด็กหญิงขายไม้ขีดไฟ - The Little Match Girl: https://youtu.be/A0kJYivsH9Y

? หนูน้อยโกลดิล็อคส์ กับหมีสามตัว - Goldilocks and the Three Bears: https://youtu.be/53yqPLH6uDU

? หนูน้อยหมวกแดง - Little Red Riding Hood: https://youtu.be/NZo6cK98Gak

? อาลีบาบากับโจร 40 คน - Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves: https://youtu.be/Qci0aqZiaS8

? ช่างทำรองเท้าและเอลฟ์ - The Elves and the Shoemaker: https://youtu.be/HdjI4IlSdCo

? เมาคลีลูกหมาป่า - Jungle Book: https://youtu.be/SLj7H7jLjPk

? พุซ อิน บู๊ทส์ - Puss in Boots: https://youtu.be/JjaPCEQ8FL4

? ไฮดี้ สาวน้อยแห่งเทือกเขาแอลป์ - Heidi : https://youtu.be/34y62-rvIyM

? รัมเพิลสติลสกิน - Rumpelstiltskin: https://youtu.be/Utn0SAXbTl8

? เจ้าชายความสุข - Happy Prince: https://youtu.be/j3JpCkemAZM


?**เทพนิยายเรื่องเจ้าหญิงสำหรับเด็ก**?

? ซินเดอเรลล่า - Cinderella: https://youtu.be/hEYvUbJqK5c

? ราพันเซล - Rapunzel: https://youtu.be/Uzni3lTBs4Y

? ตเติ้ล เมอร์เมด - Little Mermaid: https://youtu.be/uBlvhsC2dWY

? 12เจ้าหญิงเริงระบำ - The Twelve Dancing Princesses:
https://youtu.be/XL7gFqt1Pq0

? สโนไวท์กับคนแคระทั้งเจ็ด การ์ตูน - Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs : https://youtu.be/_avSDQbkFrE

? โฉมงามกับอสูร - Beauty and the Beast: https://youtu.be/40Vs64i2pvo

? เจ้าหญิงนิทรา - Sleeping Beauty: https://youtu.be/CMdaI64tBfU

? ราชินีหิมะ - Snow Queen: https://youtu.be/gVeDucG5eQk

? องค์หญิงและถั่ว - The Princess and the Pea: https://youtu.be/aKXlsxFd5Ns

? เจ้าชายกบ - The Frog Prince: https://youtu.be/o44BspmI0UE

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Lyrics:
Just for a moment, can we escape
Just for a moment, we'll find a common place
Girl it aint easy, to stay away from you baby
I just gotta say girl, but
Just for a moment, this is our song
This is a moment, where you and I belong
Girl I've been waiting, I know you're waiting
No need to say it, so close your eyes girl
Just for a moment

Verse 1:
Another state, another city got me tired out
Flashing lights of cameras flickerin as people shout
It's not enough to hear my baby's voice on the phone
Cause the only fan I care about is back home alone
They tellin me that I got plenty o' time for a relationship
Told me to wait on it (no no)
Cause ever since the day you came in my life
You were my favorite, dont know what to make of it (whoa whoa)
Lookin through photos of us in my hotel room
After a couple shows you know I'll be back soon
So many sleepless nights,
tossing, turning alone aint right
Girl you know im impatiently yearnin that

Verse 2:
Travelin around the world without you
Has got me thinkin about the day I found you
I'd climb the highest mountaintops to sing your name
swim to the ocean floor, just so i can see your face
If they only knew what I'm willin to give
to kiss my baby's lips
Girl I aint fakin it (no no)
And everytime they add more time on the road
Girl I be hatin it
I'm just not sayin it (whoa whoa)
I almost left this life but you wouldnt let me
Cause you knew that music's something that made me happy
So girl this one's for you
Every word that I sing is true
I'll be there beside you before you know it babe

BIG THANKS TO EVERYONE INVOLVED IN THIS PRODUCTION!
Track produced by: NineDiamond (http://www.youtube.com/ninediamond)
Written by Verseatile (http://www.youtube.com/verseatilemusic)
Video by: Casey Chan, Alex Twu (http://www.youtube.com/alextwuproductions), Queenie Ito (http://www.youtube.com/queenieito)
special thanks to HollyAnnAeRee and Steve Terada!

Copyright 2011: Jason Chen Music